little lady in austin (well, formerly...this is the archived blog of mostly high school and occasional college ramblings.)

11.17.2001

your name flashed up and i really gasped. and then you were gone. all i remember are your green eyes and words that helped me through being me. what would it mean if i tracked your number down? would you be more scared than happy? because i need you in me.
currently spinning: nelly furtado: i'm like a bird